Regis
The previous night, after we’d returned home from the observation ward, I’d held Eileen close in our bed, still riding the high of watching her succeed.
“You were extraordinary today, I murmured against her hair, feeling Valdor’s contentment rumble through our bond. “Watching you work, seeing you so
completely in your element–I’ve never been more proud.
She’d turned in my arms, cheeks flushed. “I was terrified the entire time.”
“You didn’t show it.” I traced the line of her jaw. “You were confident, competent, brilliant. Valdor and I both…” I paused, searching for words. “We love seeing you shine like this. Knowing your gift, watching others finally recognize it.”
Her eyes had grown bright with emotion. “I couldn’t have done it without you believing in me first.”
“No, love. This was all you.” I’d kissed her then, slow and deep, pouring everything I couldn’t say into the touch.
The next morning, Kieran’s voice cut through my mind link before I’d finished my tea. All the treated warriors showing continued improvement. Ward’s already decided to award Eileen the advanced healer honors–this afternoon, apparently.
I straightened, pride swelling sharp in my chest. This afternoon?
She’s not wasting time. Says Eileen’s the youngest recipient in academy history. A pause, then Kieran’s tone warmed with genuine respect. Your mate’s really something, Regis. Makes perfect sense now that she’s the one who saved you in the forest. That kind of instinct can’t be taught.
No, I agreed quietly. It can’t.
An idea crystallized. Before I could second–guess myself, I reached out through mind link to Professor Ward.
Professor. Kieran tells me you’re recognizing Miss Wylde this afternoon.
Her response came slightly surprised. Alpha Vane. Yes, the ceremony is scheduled for four o’clock. Did you need something?
Id like to present the award myself.
A longer pause. You want to present it? May I ask why?
Her research saved border warriors, I said simply. Having someone from the combat division recognize that achievement would underscore its significance, Show that this matters beyond academic circles.
I see. I could almost hear her mind working. That would certainly send a message. You’re sure you want to be that publicly involved with a student’s recognition?
My jaw tightened. She was probing, trying to understand my interest without asking directly. Miss Wylde’s contribution deserves the highest acknowledgment possible. If my presence helps ensure that, then yes, I’m certain.
Very well, Alpha Vane. I’ll announce you as our honored guest presenter. A hint of amusement colored her mental tone. I’m sure it will be quite memorable.
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Chapter 100
After ending the link, I sat back, Valdor practically purring with satisfaction.
Today, I’d make sure Eileen understood exactly how extraordinary she was. But first, I had a ceremony to prepare for–and a mate to surprise.
The rest of the morning crawled by with agonizing slowness. I taught my scheduled combat class, put the students through their drills, and tried not to check the time every five minutes.
She had no idea what was coming.
Finally, mercifully, the afternoon arrived. The main lecture hall filled quickly–word had spread about some “special announcement regarding the border infection crisis. Students crowded onto benches, faculty lined the walls, and I spotted several warriors from the observation ward who’d insisted on
attending despite their injuries.
I’d positioned myself in an empty classroom adjacent to the hall, door cracked just enough to hear Ward’s voice as she called the assembly to order.
“Thank you all for coming on such short notice, the professor began, her voice carrying clearly through the space. “We gather today to recognize an achievement that many of you have already heard about–the successful treatment of parasitic combat infections that were, until three days ago, considered
terminal.
I watched through the narrow gap as Eileen sat in the front row beside Mira, clearly confused about why she’d been asked to attend. Her hands twisted in her lap, shoulders hunched slightly inward.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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